Nearly fifty people huddled together, yet not a single one felt an ounce of security. Instead, they trembled; so could only cry uncontrollably, so stood in a daze, and so even collapsed to the ground.
From a young age, they were taught that as n, they should always be strong and not rely on crying to solve problems.
But now...
The horror of the Ghouls completely shattered the final defenses in their hearts, and so even murmured to themselves, as those who had never had faith began to pray for miracles to appear.
And it wasn’t just them; even Wei Xun’s face turned pale. Now, he no longer had the slightest trace of his previous madness. At this mont, he seed like a drowning man—helpless, bewildered, tornted by the mories in his mind, he stiffly turned his head to look at Chen Feng.
Although he was impressed by Chen Feng’s power, facing the Ghouls made his resolve falter, and Wei Xun doubted that Chen Feng could defeat this group of monsters.
"Sir, these monsters seem off today. I think we should retreat for now..." Wei Xun said with a trembling voice, lowering his head.
"Retreat?" Chen Feng queried.
The ghoul camp was too terrifying, and Wei Xun didn’t want to take risks, so he forced himself to explain, "Sir, when we ca before, there weren’t so many monsters. It seems the creatures from the grave piles have all co out... We are too few in number; perhaps we should find more help..."
"No need." Chen Feng turned around, his tone firm, "It’s perfect to catch them all at once; I don’t want these creatures causing trouble when transporting food."
Chen Feng stretched out his hands, slowly pressing down on the ground.
"Afraid? If your courage is this little, I might consider choosing soone else to take your place." The power within Chen Feng began to flow, and eerie sounds of wailing and howling started to echo around them, akin to tortured death row inmates, unsettling everyone’s mind.
"It’s a misunderstanding, sir. I didn’t think that way. I just don’t want you to take risks..." Not daring to defy Chen Feng, Wei Xun lowered his stance and hastily explained.
"Thinking of ?" Chen Feng stared ahead, and the surrounding temperature dropped. His eyebrows were covered with a layer of white frost, and at the sa ti, two black cracks appeared beside him, like the eyes of demons, making hearts skip a beat.
Standing aside, Wei Xun had no idea what was happening. His pupils contracted into thin lines, suddenly feeling a sinister aura.
"I know you’re very scared, but it’s alright, because you’ve never seen my true power..."
Two figures appeared and disappeared.
"Now, co forth!" Chen Feng suddenly shouted in a low voice, pressing his hands down hard on the ground.
"Bang!"
A muscular leg stepped out from the crack, attached to a sturdy body wielding a massive bone stick. Its head was wrapped in tight iron wire, with one crimson eye exposed, devoid of life and rcy, filled only with desecration and savagery towards life.
Another figure erged from the crack, but she was filled with endless allure—short skirt, long bow, as cold as ice, yet even so, her deadly allure couldn’t be concealed.
Ignoring the crowd’s astonished expressions.
Chen Feng lifted his head.
"No one can stop my steps; any obstacle only leads to a dead end!" Chen Feng smiled with a hint of wildness, his white teeth like those of a beast, totally devoid of human aura under the gaze of the Mourner and the Dark Elf.
.........
Noon.
A dozen people shuttled through the path, burly and fierce-looking; compared to them, those in the bunker were like rabbits before beasts.
Mouse held a chicken leg in one hand and a pistol in the other, walking hunched forward.
As a gang mber, Wang Yong had enemies everywhere, so he hired a bunch of thugs. Even in the apocalypse, these ruffians continued to revel in their nace, and besides the professionals, they were the strongest force in the factory.
Accustod to fighting.
These people had the skills of underground boxers, fighting ruthlessly, each being able to take on three opponents at once.
Wang Yong was determined to have the bunker, sparing no expense in sending a third of his trusted n.
Mouse’s face was grim, the wild was full of dangers. Though he was a professional, he had faced danger many tis; if not for his quick escape, he would have perished long ago.
The factory teed with won and food, while here danger lurked everywhere. Mouse dared not defy Wang Yong, but he placed all his grievances on the people of the bunker.
"Hmph! Once we break through the stone gate, I’ll make sure to pick a few unlucky bastards to vent my anger on!"
Mouse was just a lowlife in society, scorned even by migrant workers who at least earned an honest living through hard labor. Though the work was tough, every penny was clean money. But Mouse had lofty ambitions with little ability, unable to earn big money, unwilling to earn little money, resulting in petty cri and shaful deeds every day.
Ultimately, even his family cut ties with him.
Now, Mouse possessed abilities envied by others, letting loose his inner darkness and taking pleasure in tornting people. His favorite activity was to make those with high degrees and credentials kneel and bark like dogs, a thrill that never ceased to excite him.
Perverted.
His nature was long twisted.
After traveling for so more ti.
"Brother Mouse, we’re at the bunker, but it looks like there’s soone at the entrance." At this mont, a lackey spoke up.
"Hmm?" Mouse frowned as he looked ahead. He initially thought Wei Xun was there to welco him, but in the next second, a gleam suddenly flashed in his murky eyes.
The entrance to the bunker was very narrow, and at this mont, a delicate figure appeared in the doorway.
A little girl of about six years old.
Her eyes were clear and innocent, and no one would dare to harm her. Her shiny black hair lazily draped over her shoulders, her small delicate nose, and tender lips emitted a charming luster, like petals, like pearls, making one involuntarily want to... taste her sweet flavor.
Little girl.
Mouse’s eyes imdiately reflected a beast-like light.
Beauty cos in many forms, with each having its appeal. Mouse doesn’t fancy mature won or young maidens; he has a particular fondness for little girls. Back in the day, he was imprisoned for molesting a young girl.
Pedophilia.
Mouse’s mind is extrely twisted. He enjoys feeling the other’s intense struggles and hearing their pitiful cries during tornt.
Why was he swayed this ti? Wasn’t it because Wang Yong promised to give him the pair of fifteen-year-old twins at the factory? But now, compared to the little girl before him, what are those twins worth?
"Follow !" Mouse waved his hand and slowly walked towards the bunker.
Since the apocalypse broke out, he hadn’t seen such an adorable girl. Now that he had power, he could do whatever he wanted. The law? He doesn’t care at all.
"’This ti, I must be gentle; this is a delightful toy...’" Mouse rubbed his hands together and slowly approached the little girl.
The little girl’s head rested on the steps, her figure hidden in the shadows. She didn’t seem afraid of Mouse at all, her face always filled with a radiant smile.
Mouse didn’t think much of it, intentionally showing a harmless smile, and said, "Hey little girl, why are you here? Where are your mom and dad?"
She didn’t respond, continuing to smile.
"Why aren’t you talking? Uncle is not a bad person; I’m here to rescue you." Mouse thought she was timid and made up a lie: "Uncle is a good guy, don’t be scared; Uncle won’t hurt you..."
Her mouth pulled back slightly, but she still didn’t speak.
This ti Mouse frowned, feeling sothing was weird. Looking closely, he saw that apart from her smiling, she had no other expressions, and she hadn’t blinked her eyes the whole ti.
In broad daylight, a little girl lying on the ground, remaining still and only smiling, seed eerie no matter how one looked at it.
"Could she be a fool?" Mouse touched his neck, suddenly feeling a chill.
"Eat you..."
The girl finally began to speak, but the voice, which should have been a young girl’s timid whisper, ca out as the voice of an aged old woman.
"Huh?" Mouse widened his eyes, thinking he misheard, leaning forward as he said, "What did you say?"
"Eat you..."
The second ti, but this ti the tone turned into a deep male voice.
Mouse was a bit overwheld, he retreated as beads of cold sweat erged from his head, his breathing beca rapid, trying to escape here.
Expressionless, radiant smile, changing tone.
He finally realized the strangeness of the girl; his only thought now was to leave here since all of this had frightened him.
"Eat you..." The girl lifted her head and suddenly blinked. This ti, the pupils in her eyes suddenly distorted, like a chaleon, moving to the corners of her eyes.
These words were not only spoken to Mouse but also to the surrounding lackeys.
In the next second, so iron-gray arms suddenly stretched out from the entrance, grabbing hold of the group, pulling them into the entrance with force.
The speed was so swift that the people didn’t even have the chance to resist.
Ti slowly passed, the entrance was silent, as if nothing had happened.
"Urgh..."
A burp sounded.
A while later, a little head poked out from the shadows, resting back on the corridor... she grinned, looking ahead, as if waiting for soone, or perhaps... anticipating the next prey to arrive...
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